9 Chapter 9: Compromise! Black Dragon's Victory!

Several hours later, the outside was filled with morning or instead afternoon drivers commuting to work; distant building workers as they were building a new Winchester Hotel near Shazong.

"Ugh.... that was... Last night?" Amon asked, his body feeling a little tired as suddenly he was forced to contain all his power, as raging energy was pulsing in his abdomen like a hydrogen bomb.

The pair awoke, unable to remember how he got home; looking at the various clothes, underwear and warm sensation of a body leaning against his, he thought to himself.

'Fuck... this girl was relentless!'

Amon's body told the story of the night and why girls who cultivate are a nightmare to sleep with! His body was filled with claw marks from her nails, still bloody and sore, lipstick as if to mark every inch of his body, from his sleeping dragon to his neck and collarbones.

'My lips are a little swollen...' He thought, remembering this girl started to mount his face several times, enjoying the sensation of his mouth on her phoenix roost.

"She is...?" Amon asked before seeing a huge, fat ass stuck in the air as Alice lay face first, her body like a dead pig as she was snorting and snoring with her ass in the air.

Pah!

Amon spanked her with a fierce slap before pushing her away; just because this woman threw herself at him, the desire to avoid her didn't change.

'This sneaky girl...' Amon thought back to the moment he finished inside her; as they were both panting, she began to speak retarded thoughts, about staying engaged, just for now, for show.

He was pissed, just like now began to slap her ass; even with his seed dripping from her, there was no mercy, even more so after he entered a brief sage time.

"No!" Amon was adamant before they began to entangle on the bed, a strange and fierce fight that became the second round he lost, finishing for the second time inside her as she sat atop him with a victorious gaze.

"Damn cheating cultivator witch!"

"Hehe~ your dragon seems to like it; he's throbbing and raging still despite having spat his flames inside me three times!"

Amon felt this woman was broken; when was Alice EVER this lewd and forward? She was always a damn pillow princess, icy in the field, icy on the bed! Now she was passionate, fiery and wild as she sat atop him, her sharp nails circling his chest.

"I won't marry you, nor will I love you or ever develop an interest in you," Amon said, his voice stern, despite her tight sensation around his dragon as her hips moved slightly.

"Oooh... Okay!" She agreed, her eyes closed and looking up, with both hands pressing against his chest as her hips danced like a mystical phoenix amongst the clouds in the sky.

"It's because of my mother... Mmmmn... Is annoying...! Okay?"

Amon wanted to scream, "Ethan will fix that!" but her phoenix roost began warmer and clutched him tight, causing his mind to drift momentarily. He had never experienced her like this in any of his lives, as the lust and desire of his black dragon cultivation technique empowered those feelings.

'Let's enjoy her body, like a tight, warm little feisty tenga... A perfect and snug fit for my dragon, I can also use this to buy shares in her company and distribute my elixirs...'

They then continued to the early morning hours, unable to talk about anything seriously as they both became engrossed in the evening of passion.

"Oi, fat little pig, get up and go home; you're late." Amon won in the end, with 6 victories to 4 defeats, so he would never submit that dominance, despite her happy face and drool on his expensive silk pillows.

Pah!

He had to admit slapping the ass of the future ice empress was empowering; watching the woman that would become the second strongest existence in the universe, now with her ass wobbling in front of him, was a strange sight.

'Damn... this cultivation technique was also a dual cultivation technique!' Amon began to regret sleeping with her once again, as her realm was one above him; the amount of power he gained from her yin essence was more than he could accept, even more, that his little black qi dragon was desperately trying to hold it back from fusing with his body.

When his eyes closed, he saw a small black dragon desperately trying to coil around a large blue bird squawking and flapping her wings as if wanting to fuse with his body.

The situation inside Alice was the opposite.

The bluebird was grooming and rubbing against the black dragon of mist inside her lower body, as he noticed not only did her skin become smoother, but her face was a little prettier.

Amon wanted the perfect foundation; the maid with Ming Xue was vital for that!

Then Alice began to speak nonsense that broke his focus, half expecting her to pretend it didn't happen, scold him or get angry. Maybe take out a camera or something, but instead, she leaned against him, kissing his chest before looking at him with strange, affectionate eyes.

'What is this woman doing!? A long con, is it...?'

"Mmmmn.... my little sister is so sore.... why are you so big... Idiot... my first time was so rough... and fierce..." Alice mumbled as she rolled over and rubbed her bruised ass before a long male's leg kicked her soft cheeks, sending her flying.

"Why is it still zero!? No... it's minus 1%!?" She gasped as Amon kicked her out of bed with a thud.

"Take a shower; you stink! Also, brush your teeth; your breath smells like sperm."

Amon stood up, wearing a black robe as he sat on the edge of the bed, watching as she climbed to her feet, not even looking for clothes muttering about odd numbers and percentages; he thought it was to do with her business or stocks.

"Don't forget our agreement."

"Agreement?" She chirped... her face as if all she remembered from last night was a blissful pleasure.

"That you will sell me 25% of your company at 80% of the price, with a cut of 5% profit shares, with the right to sleep with you whenever I desire, and I'll remain your fiancé for 6 months. But you cannot call me to do stupid shit out of the blue, and I won't act like your lover."

Alice stood up suddenly as she pointed at him, her beautiful fair skin on full display before Amon's eyes as her inner thigh glistened with a mysterious fluid trail.

"No... When did we agree...Kyah!?"

He grabbed her extended arm before pushing her down onto the bed, her buttocks floating in the air as his dragon easily slid into her phoenix nest.

"Do you remember yet?"

An alluring cry left her lips as Amon felt her greet him as if it was now completely changed to his shape and size. It was warm, moist as if welcoming him home, as her lips and mouth opened and closed, only emitting erotic moans of pleasure as they imitated what happened in the night.

"Mmnnn...!? Why doesn't it hurt or stin...Nnnnm!" She mused, remembering the gossip magazines she had read as a younger, less icy girl.

"Do you remember?" His hips thrust forward, reaching the epicentre of her phoenix roost, enjoying the look at her eyes widened, flashing blue as her lips opened, marred with a thick moan and sultry tone.

"Ah..... I... I do... I promise... I swear... so.... stop... moving!"

She changed her tone momentarily after his dragon began to dominate her phoenix roost completely.

"Don't stop! Faster~! I'll give you 30%!! Be my Fiancé in the name! Please.... don't stop!"

Her shaky voice amused him, so he decided once more that the road wouldn't hurt; this apartment didn't have a maid or any servants.

The cries of a powerless female phoenix filled the large room for several hours as the day passed, now mid-afternoon.

Finally, a mighty dragon roared, and silence filled the room, finishing with a single resounding slap.

Amon then left the room, a content look on his face, but suddenly the energy in his lower body became too much to endure, causing him to feel intense cramps and pain; the bluebird, now a tiny phoenix as was fighting ferociously with his dragon, now slightly tired from all it's energy being sent elsewhere.

Thus almost ruining his hard work to resist finally cultivating.

'As I thought, these women are no good!'

"Not good... I need to contact Ming Xue..."

He ignored the cow-like calls from Alice; getting dressed, he quickly left the apartment, leaving a spare key on the mantle before hopping into his car; he made sure to order her some dinner despite hating her guts.

Amon knew she could now barely move, cultivator or not.

The various marks on his neck caused him to click his tongue before stepping on the accelerator and booming down the busy roads, as cars would avoid him despite his speeding.

'Damn women... Damn cultivation technique!' He thought slamming on the driving wheel, although he won, his goal was changed and forced to pretend to be related to that woman caused him to feel angry and irritated.

'Make sure she fucking signs those documents, then deal with my elixir company to avoid her!'

Thanks to her father, Alice's company was necessary due to the power of its advertisement and the connections to the entertainment world and other sectors she has.

He would be a short-sighted third-rate villain not to use these things when they benefit his company the most in shooting off the ground.

Beep Beep

His phone began to ring as he checked the screen on the Navi system.

[Your mother is calling with the topic. "So I heard Neither of you went home last night... Did you lose your virginity? Did you fuck her?]

"Mother... please... when did you become so vulgar!?" Amon lamented as he approached Shazong; his eyes noticed a familiar figure.

Black hair.

Almond eyes.

Ethan was heading towards Ming Xue's bar; his face seemed aflame with righteous desire.

Amon was frustrated, feeling like he was caught up in the emotions of the past, letting his guard down and falling into Alice's trap; what he couldn't understand was why she did that or for what purpose.

Thus he became frustrated with himself, he might have managed to win the shares of her company and a foot into the cultivation world, but that wasn't enough...

'Next time... I cannot be so soft just because they have been my lovers over countless lives... They also took my life...'

He slammed the wheel, trying to refocus, his mind racing to make a plan, how to deal with future problems, while feeling stressed from the appearance of Ethan so soon.

'AI... You said there was no fucking greater being forcing us to follow the novel... What the fuck is this? It's Chapter 9 of the novel! The novel doesn't start for a fucking month!'